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I’ve Never Bought My Own Car
It hit me this morning—one of those quiet, gut-punch realizations that sneaks in when you’re not looking. I have NEVER purchased my own car. Not once. Not even picked one out. Every car I’ve driven was either handed to me, chosen for me, or decided by someone else. The make, the model, the color, the Continue reading
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Bracing for Impact (And What Happens After)
It feels like I’ve spent a lot of my life bracing for disagreement. Not ALWAYS in loud, obvious ways, although there were quite a few of those too—but also in the small, subtle ways that wear you down over time. In social settings, I’m often on edge, scanning for cues, waiting for the moment someone Continue reading
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Therapy Sucks
Let me start with a bit of a history lesson. I’ve had a long, complicated relationship with therapy. My earliest memories involve sitting in a room filled with toys I didn’t have at home, while a kind adult gently asked how things were going and how I felt about it all. At the time, it Continue reading
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Holy Mess, Whole Me: The Story Behind the Name
I didn’t plan to start a blog. At least I didn’t plan to start one again. I used to write all the time. I have over 200 posts on another site filled with my thoughts from seminary, tips and tricks on homemaking and homeschooling, and a variety of other topics. I worked really hard for Continue reading
About Me
I’m a pastor’s wife, mother, and woman on a healing journey—learning to love myself again after years of losing my voice in the roles I was expected to fill. Holy Mess, Whole Me is a space where I share the raw, unfiltered truth about balancing belief, brokenness, and becoming. Here, I write honestly about the struggles of marriage, the sacred chaos of motherhood, the weight of ministry life, and the slow, grace-filled work of finding wholeness in the middle of the mess.
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